Shen Zhiyi spent the whole day memorizing customer information.
In addition to finishing his work, he also took the time to check on Qin Luo's health.
Only after learning that she was alright did he return to focusing on the tasks at hand.
The night grew deeper.
People in the company left one after another.
Only Shen Zhiyi remained, still struggling with the document in front of her.
Bo Xu looked through the one-way glass of his office at the people working diligently outside.
He saw her with her head down, intently flipping through the documents, occasionally picking up a pen to make some notes.
He saw her order takeout, and while eating, she would occasionally glance at the documents.
After tidying up the takeout boxes, he continued to work diligently.
He saw her reciting the information to herself, and then a little while later she started scratching her head in frustration.
He saw that all the lights were off, leaving only the small one on her workstation.
Then, she leaned on the table, nodded several times, rested her head on her arm, and slowly closed her eyes.
Warm light illuminated half of her profile.
Bo Xu gazed at his surroundings for a long time, and in the silent night, he heard his own slow, heavy breathing and heartbeat.
He turned his head and looked at the mimosa plant on the table.
He picked up the pen, gently touched the blade, but mischievously didn't leave.
The slender blades of grass trembled and shivered, suddenly tucking together as if startled, timidly embracing the cold metal nib.
It seemed like they wouldn't let go.
Even the leaves were stained with ink.
His eyes darkened.
He sat for a while longer, then got up, pushed open the door, and went out.
The feet, clad in leather shoes, landed steadily and powerfully on the thick carpet without making a sound.
Bo Xu walked up to Shen Zhiyi, lowered his eyes, and quietly looked at the sleeping person.
Half of his body was shrouded in shadow.
She was fast asleep, her cheek resting on her arm, leaving a faint red mark.
Her eyelashes drooped, and her lips were slightly pouting.
She looked more obedient than usual, with a warm and sweet aura about her.
He could smell her scent again.
The lingering scent of gardenias.
Like a venomous insect, it burrowed into his flesh and senses in the darkness, stirring up a burning, thirsty desire.
Bo Xu closed his eyes, pulled a stack of documents from under her arm, quickly flipped through them, picked out the key pages, and made some marks with a pen from her desk.
He put the document back where it belonged and looked at her face again.
She was still sleeping soundly.
Her rounded nose was tinged with pink, and her lips were slightly parted as she relaxed...
It looked like it was ready to be picked by anyone.
His gaze darkened, and his large hands, hanging at his sides, curled slightly.
Then, he turned and left.
When Shen Zhiyi woke up, her neck was almost numb.
She moved her arm and looked groggily at the clock on the table.
11 o'clock.
She tapped her head in frustration.
How did you fall asleep?
Could it be that he ate too much and got carb intolerance?
Fortunately, she knew she would be working late into the night, so she took out her ID card and prepared to stay at a hotel where she would be meeting her client the next day.
Otherwise, I wouldn't even be able to go back to my dorm now.
She sat up straight, looked at the documents on the table, and her gaze suddenly stopped.
This is……
She quickly picked up the top few pages, and her eyes widened when she saw the important notes.
Who made the annotations for her?
Those arrested... were all top-priority targets!
She looked around and found that she was the only one left in the huge office area. She scratched her head in confusion.
Suddenly, my gaze fell on a sticky note on the table.
The powerful and vigorous handwriting, penetrating the paper, possesses an exceptional style, and contains only a few large characters:
"Shen Zhiyi, congratulations on joining the company. — Bo Xu"
Her heart skipped a beat.
I picked up that note and looked at it again and again.
The handwriting...
It's exactly the same as Xiaoxu's!
So it really was him.
She put down the note and stared blankly in the direction of the office.
...
Shen Zhiyi returned to the hotel and immediately shared the news with 19-year-old Bo Xu.
"I didn't expect it to really be you."
"I'll refrain from calling you a wicked capitalist today, since you highlighted the important points for me."
Bo Xu was not surprised at all.
"I always said that given enough time, he would definitely treat my sister well."
"Did he take the mimosa plant too?"
"Mmm." After washing up, Shen Zhiyi lay down on the hotel bed and replied with a smile on her phone, "As expected of you, you understand him very well."
"Xiao Xu, would you like to give me some more advice?"
"Tomorrow I'm going to meet a client with Mr. Bo; I'll be spending the whole day with him."
"Tell me quickly, what should I be careful about?"
Leaving the company and spending the whole day together?
How is this different from a date alone?
A vague, inexplicable feeling of jealousy welled up in Bo Xu's heart.
"Sister, just be yourself."
"I trust my judgment."
It's the same whether you're hiring or looking for a girlfriend.
He would be satisfied with her in every way.
but……
Bo Xu's eyes flickered.
He didn't want to lose to his 29-year-old self, and he wanted to steal his sister's attention in the limited time he had.
So that no matter which "him" she sees, she will always remember the 19-year-old version of herself.
He sent a voice message.
"Didn't my sister say last time she wanted to see my abs?" he said in a hoarse voice. "How about I show them to her?"
After saying that, without waiting for her reply, he sent her a photo.
Shen Zhiyi was lying in bed, ready to sleep, when she received the photo and opened it, she was immediately wide awake!
This is just too unfair!
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